I must be in denial.
I chose this for myself
And for you.
But if I saw you from across the room
I wouldn’t be able to look away.
And if I saw you on the street
I’d run and wrap my arms around you.
And if I saw you with another
I would freeze.
And remember.
And force myself to cross the street.
And force myself to look away.
I chose this for you
And for myself.
I must be in denial.

- p. winter

kiss me on the hand
erase the pain i used to know
and
take me
on adventures
never minding where we go

- p. winter

If you had not reminded me
The choice we made is right,
I'd have run back to your bed
With twenty poems more to write.

For even at my strongest
I am nothing more than weak,
And I gladly would have suffered
Just to have another week.

- p. winter

The strength is not my own
That saves me from surrendering at war.

I wake too soon from dreaming
My fragile armour shatters on the floor.

The calling of temptation
I’ve battled with a hundred times before.

The strength is not my own
That loves you just enough to close the door.

- p. winter

Let’s swing again on asphalt
To music only we can hear,
Or waltz beneath a tree of fireflies.
The schoolyard is a ballroom
When we let logic disappear
Beneath attraction’s innocent disguise.

- p. winter

And how I’ll miss
Your hand around my waist
Pulling me in
Reminding me
Some part of me is good.

- p. winter

I never cared for
Wine until you kissed me with
Its taste on your lips.

- p. winter